Friday, March 30, 2012

god knows y

a one morning standing
around in line with the red
and gold old ladies in waiting
for the meal plan b cos
semi-permeable membranes
forever and closing my eyes
seeing something

very simple

florid dolphinian jesus
essentially the last unicorn
feeding me dream fluff in
the dry dead sea bed
world war three
feet above my head
touching a crucifix on the wall

paper flake brown corpse
momio walking out of guanajuato
dead serious a bonesboy getting up
and walking away salty

morning air of dried chinese liquids
red rose thank you of orange pink plastic
every where

and "TOAD, TOAD"
where is my pet?

under the bed